Konstantinos Tountas

In the daylight they exist. Usually at first glance they do not appear, they become equal with the environment around. Still they’re struggling to stand out. Unique forms, vivid colours, they call you to go closer. Some of them are small, growing, some are big and strong, others are sick, almost dead, not least all of them are impressive and unique. You just have to see… And when the light is gone? Memory can trick you sometimes. In the dark, colours do not exist anymore, neither forms, neither the plants. Now almost everything becomes one. The camera becomes a medium of exploration and the flash proves revealing. For this sixtieth of a second they re-exist, break the absolute black and they appear lonely protagonists with unique beauty, until lost again in the silence of night…